Chapter 19

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"Passengers of flight BA365, please note that the baggage conveyor has changed from number 3 to number 7."

We hear the announcement as we pass the immigration at Heathrow Airport. We landed maybe 15 minutes ago and because our tickets for first class we could skip the line at immigration.

"I'll get our luggage. You sit here." Harry says kindly as he leads the way to the only available steel chairs. Others all seem to be occupied.

"It's just two bags Harry." I say with a small smile, but he shakes his head.

"Rose gave you a hard time on the flight. Please you need rest." Harry says as her grabs my shoulders and gently makes me sit down on the cool chairs. He makes his way to the our conveyor which happens to be the last one.

It's true. Rose did give me a very hard time. She wasn't sleeping nor was she ready to sit on her seat. She kept moving around, bouncing on her seat, kicking her legs, singing Frozen songs non-stop. She was very restless. Half of the 10 hour flight, Rose sat on my lap cause she was scared of the guy with a beard sitting on the aisle seat.

She wasn't even ready to sit with Harry, who tried alot to bribe her with hot chocolate milk that he asked the air hostess to get. They too very very annoyed as Rose's whining was disturbing the other passengers on board.

But she finally did fall asleep just half an hour before landing. And I've been carrying her around since. My back hurts, I feel sleep deprived, my mind feels heavy with all the thinking I've done in the past 12 hours and I'm fucking exhausted.

Harry on the other hand has been patient and understanding as ever. He hasn't asked me a single question, which I know he has loads to ask.

"Oh my God! Aditi! I'm such a huge fan!" I hear someone squeal to my right.

My body goes rigid as I see two girls running towards me, literally.

"Can we please take a selfie?" says the short blonde, excitedly as she hops on her feet.

"Yes! And oh my God, is that Rose? Frederick and Maria's daughter?" says the tall brunette.

"Uh..." I stand up and feel like a deer caught in the head lights. My mind frozen in shock with the questions.

Within seconds, five or six more girls gather around next to me. I feel my heart beat faster.

No, no. This cannot be happening.

"Are you and Harry back together?"

"Is Harry not with Kendal anymore?"

"Is the wedding over?"

"Is it true you broke up with Harry over a text?"

All the questions, are making me feel overwhelmed. The girls keep getting closer and closer and start bumping against me. They have their camera with flashlights on me. I can't see, I can't move and my lungs are feeling constricted. I feel Rose stir in her sleep and begins to cry.

"It's gonna be okay." I whisper to Rose, or to myself.

"I'm scared, mommy." she cries as she wraps her tiny hands around my neck and hides her face in the crook of my neck. My heart breaks and that was all I needed to burst out into tears. I sob hard and gasp for air in between. My body going hot and shivering at the same time.

"It's g-gonna be okay. I p-promise." I stutter.

I open my eyes and see more people come closer. My breathing gets heavier and I feel like no oxygen is going into my lungs. I gasp for air and hold on tight to Rose. I have to be strong, I can't let anything happen to my baby. With all the energy left in me, I start pushing all these girls, trying to make my way out. But they just wouldn't budge.

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